Saya: Hey, what's up? I'm pretty sure you're psyched up to read this chapter huh? Well, go on ahead if you want! Time to get to the disclaimer and recap!
Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara! in any way. If I did, I'd change the series into a yaoi-filled plot, and Izaya can go burn in hell. (I'm sorry, but he's a douche, even though he's sexy. Hence, this chapter's title.) Meanwhile, Shizuo can take Prince Mikado to Neverland.
Recap!: Mikado has escaped from the hospital in search of his rescuer. However, due to being a main character, he runs into Orihara Izaya, who wanted to make a (lousy) deal with him. Soon, Shizuo arrives and wants to rip Izaya's head off, but froze up. What will happen next?
A Relationship is Born while The Informant Gets Owned
"Can you please let go of me?" Mikado asked, and felt Izaya gripping him tighter.
"No can do," the informant said, spinning his shield around to have a face-to-face conversation. "Besides, if I were to let go of you now, how am I going to protect myself from the big, scary Shizu-chan?"
"I heard that you bastard!" The gartender's vein popped and ran towards the two, keeping in mind not to harm the innocent bystander. However, he missed as Izaya moved them towards the side and a random vending machine was destroyed.
How powerful... Mikado wished he didn't meet this creepy guy, considering how he made his rescuer beyond angry. Soon, he decided to wait to escape.
Meanwhile, Izaya taunted the former bartender, as cars, traffic signs, and vending machines were destroyed by Shizuo's traffic sign. People gathered around the scene, while the (smart) bystanders fled to avoid being hit and angering the blonde bartender.
"Is that the best you got Shizu-chan? I do believe you're losing it!" He yelled with a goofy grin.
"Just wait until I get my hands on you!" Shizuo dropped his weapon, and uprooted a vending machine from the sidewalk.
"Come on Shizu-chan!" Izaya did a "Is That All You Got?" gesture. "You know that the one who starts the fight will lose."
"I don't have time for your shitty quotes!"
"Well, I guess you'll have to learn the hard-"
Slap!
Everything stopped. A red mark on Izaya's face, and his hand came up to touch it. The stinging pain lingered as a pair of black eyes looked at the raised hand. Mikado's face burned with a red color, believing that he had done something no ordinary person can do.
Shizuo, who witnessed the scene, widened his eyes. In his life, no one else didn't do anything that might cause the miserable flee pain or harm. Something in his chest fluttered around when the adolescent slapped the informant. However, he couldn't figure it out what it was.
"I'll be going now." Before Mikado walked away, a knife appeared over his shoulders and scared him. Turning his head around, he trembled when an evil smirk appeared on Izaya's face.
"That wasn't very nice Mikado-kun," he said, closing his eyes. "I believe you owe me an apology, right?" Opening his eyes again, a hint of malice took over.
"I do-don't owe anything!"
Slash! The spiky-haired teenager felt something running down his cheek. Touching it, his face paled. Blood. The red liquid on his fingertips. Oh crap.
"That's too bad then. Guess I have no choice but to–" He couldn't finish, looking up and stepping out of the way.
Bam! A vending machine crashed and bounced off the road, tumbling towards an empty road.
"Izaya!" The blonde man ran towards the two with all of his might, holding a street sign.
"It seems this is all the time I have for today." The informant sighed before smiling mischievously. "Well, see you later, Ryuugamine Mikado! I'll be able to pay you back some time later!"
As he ran, Mikado's heart slowed down before it went up again as Shizuo passed by him.
"Stupid bastard!" Throwing the traffic sign angrily, the former bartender huffed and took out his sunglasses. Putting them on, he turned around and saw the boy who slapped Izaya, bowing at waist-level.
"What the–Kid, what are you doing?"
"Um, sorry to be a bother," he said, lifting his head up. Looking at tall man, he said, "But I wanted to thank you for saving my life twice."
Before anything registered in his head, Shizuo couldn't help but stare at the blue eyes. It was uncommon to see in Asians, much less Japanese people. Everything else about the teen…He was normal as any other teenager roaming in Ikebukuro's streets.
Still, why does he look so familiar? Also, why didn't he leave the area yet? He didn't have any reason to stay and frighten people. However, it'd be really impolite to go when the boy needed to tell him something.
"Um, hello?"
"Huh?" The adult snapped out of his daze, and asked, "What do you want again?"
"I wanted to say thanks," Mikado repeated himself. "For saving my life twice."
An eyebrow rose. "Twice?"
"From the truck running me over yesterday. And from that Orihara-san today."
Shizuo's brain clicked on when the face flashed in his mind. So he was the one I saved. Tom was right; things do come back at you.
"You're welcome," he said, spinning in the other direction and walking away. "See you around kid."
"It's Ryuugamine Mikado!" The teen bowed again, straightening himself as he yelled, "I didn't get your name!"
The smoker turned around in confusion. He thought that everyone in the city knew his name; if you know his name, and bump into him, run away. However, he smiled and shouted, "Heiwajima Shizuo!"
Watching the man disappear into the crowds, Mikado smiled at the name. Although, he frowned when he realized the meaning of his last name. Stretching his arms, he turned around and started to walk. Then bumped into something.
"Finally found kid." Standing before him, a police officer patted his back and leaded the teen towards his car. "Come on. You're supposed to be in the hospital, not sneaking around in the gang-filled streets."
"That was reckless Mikado!"
"Sorry Kida-kun." Mikado, stuck to the bed, sat upright against the wall as his visitors from last night appeared today.
"But really! To go after two people I told you not to meet!"
Mikado scratched his cheek lightly. "I had no choice. Heiwajima-san saved me last night, and it's polite to thank him. At least he (somewhat) protected me from Orihara-san."
His best friend let out a heavy sigh before smiling again, and pulled his friend's cheeks. "Since you're safe now, don't pull another stunt like that! Get better so Anri-chan won't feel so lonely anymore."
"I will," the black-haired teen said quietly, prying Kida's hands off of his face.
"Although, that means I lose some alone time with my sweet, ero––"
"Masaomi-kun!"
Kadota crossed his arms, saying, "Good thing Shizuo-san was on his good side today."
"Oh." Mikado looked at him. "Do you know him?"
"Yeah," the adult said, taking off his hat, and sat down. "He was my classmate when I went to Raira Academy. Bumped into him earlier today, and he was in a good mood today. Though, he left before I asked why."
"The important thing is–" Walker and Erika appeared at Mikado's bedside, holding a basket full of manga. "It's your belated present!"
Taking the basket from the duo, the patient smiled and said, "Thank you. Now I won't be bored."
"I recommend you read–" Erika pulled a book out of the basket, and shoved it close to her friend's face. "Pandora Hearts! It's a fantasy series where this kid had a birthday and everything changes after one meeting!"
"No, no, no! That won't do for someone like Mikado-kun!" Walker took another manga book out of the basket, and held it next to his face. "If you want good reading, you should read Nabari no Ou! It has ninjas in the modern world!"
"Yumacchi! You can't be serious!"
"Oh, why is that? Don't tell me you're going to show him the––"
Erika blushed madly, and shouted, "Yumacchi! Mikado-kun's not ready to have a true taste of the world of yaoi yet!"
The said person tilted his head in confusion while the other three men slapped their faces in unison. It's sometimes a bad thing to have a rabid, yaoi fangirl in their midst. (A/N: Most of the time, the best thing ever. :D Go Erika!)
"Why are you guys recommending things he might not be interested in?" Kadota asked, as his two, otaku fans stared at him with dirty looks.
"Dota-chin––"
"Don't call me that."
"You may never know if he actually reads this on his own time!" Erika announced, putting the manga on the bed and waving her hands in the air.
"Or he might read these online!" Walker joined his female friend, as the two started to dance around the room. Kida took something from Togusa and held in the air, screaming, "Wow! Ruri Hijiribe's new CD!"
"Give that back!" The driver grew angry as he chased Kida throughout the room. "That's your friend's present!"
During this chaos, Mikado and Kadota stared at them indifferently before talking to each other.
"Sorry for their behavior, but we rarely visit friends in a hospital."
"It's fine. Besides, they brightened up the room."
"That's true." Looking behind him, Kadota saw the sun setting on the horizon. "Wonder what Shizuo-san is doing."
Mikado smiled. "Probably doing something that makes him happy."
The sun disappeared as the neon signs filled the town with artificial light. However, it was relatively dark in the park, where only couples strolled in and out. At the fountain, the strongest man sat on it, twiddling his thumbs.
"Bwhoo!" The blonde man looked up to see the Headless Rider, passing through people and stopping in front of him.
"Yo, Celty."
Parking her bike next to him, she sat on the fountain and pulled out her cellphone. Clicking the buttons away, she showed him the message she wrote out.
[Sorry for being late. Had to deliver something.] Taking the phone away, the Dullahan retyped something and it said, [How was your day?]
Laying back, the former bartender stared at the black sky, saying, "It was fine. Trying to kill the flea, and beating some punks as usual."
[That's good to hear.]
"But that's not why I called you here."
Celty lifted her head to look at her friend, wondering what he meant.
Sighing, he looked at the headless woman and said, "I have a confession to make to you." Butterflies flew around in his stomach as his face felt hotter than usual.
[What is it?] She asked curiously, followed by, [You can say it.]
"All right," Shizuo said, taking a deep breath. Looking at Celty, he said, "I love you. Ever since we met, I felt a connection between us. Both of us wanted to become normal. By that, you want your head again while I don't want to be angry all the time. So…"
A long silence followed after his declaration of emotions before he spoke again.
"I love you."
Tilting the helmet down, she clicked the keypad away and felt sad. However, she must not lie to her friend.
[I'm sorry Shizuo, but I don't feel the same way.]
"Oh, I see…" Shizuo hung his head, feeling a little disappointed. Then, a small, glowing screen appeared under his face.
[Don't beat yourself up again. You didn't do anything wrong. You'll find the person you've been searching for a long time.]
Feeling the small pain vanishing, he smiled again and thanked her for the encouragement.
[We're friends right? I'll be there for you when the person comes]
"Yeah. Thanks for hearing me out."
[No problem. By the way, I heard you made the news.]
"News to me," he said with a frown. Why would someone do a report on him, after being an Ikebukuro resident for many years? Everyone in the town knows about his legendary temper and strength.
[They believe that they saw you save a Raira Academy student's life the other day.]
The sentence turned the gears in his head, and he nodded. "Yeah. Bumped into him earlier today."
[What's his name?]
Shizuo thought about it for a moment, and frowned. Then, the image of boy flashed in his mind. He couldn't recall the name. It was something with dragons and emperors. Who names their kids these days?
"Can't remember it."
Celty showed him the message before erasing it, and typed out, [Did he thank you or something?]
"It's cause that stupid flea was getting too close to him. That, and saved him from being run over by a drunk truck driver."
[That was really nice of you. I'm also surprised you can remember him so well, besides his name, since you can't remember most people. No offense.]
Oddly enough, Shizuo was astonished that the memory of the boy didn't fade away like the rest of his first meetings with other people. Usually, most people wouldn't dare approach the former bartender, knowing if they said the wrong thing, pow! But this kid…
Mikado walked up to him with no fear in him, thanking him with a bow!
"I can remember him because he wasn't terrified of me. Instead of running away, he approached me and thanked me. Somehow…it felt really good to talk with someone besides you and our close friends."
[You sound happy. I think you might like him.]
Shizuo looked at her as if she were crazy, and yelled, "We just met though!"
[But that's the first step! Maybe this could be your big break! Try to hang out with him so everyone will think you're not as dangerous they label you as.]
"I don't know." The blonde man tilted his head to look at the few stars out. "People might get the wrong idea. I don't want them to call him or me gay."
Celty hung her head before typing something. Then, she shoved the cell into his face, which read, [You'll regret not making a new friend.]
Taking her words into account, Shizuo realized that he may never be able to meet a person like Mikado again for a long time. Also, he thought it'd be great to have someone besides his regular friends to talk to all the time.
"All right," he said happily, standing up and brushing dust off of his pants. "I will. Thanks Celty. I owe you big time if it works."
Saya: I hope you like the third chapter! Well, it's been a long time since I written for this story. Mostly because I have summer school. T^T It's utterly heartbreaking that we're on the third chapter and not on the good stuff yet! Have patience! We'll be there soon! Anyway, I felt like I was advertising manga when Walker and Erika were showing them. Hope that's all right. Anyway, I'll see you next time on So Close Yet So Far!
